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All American, evil game of extortion A sick old man, and who would guess, he was once S.S A deadly fascination of a madman's solution Six million dead, poison tales pollute his head Tell me a story will ya, will ya A real good story, I won't leave till ya Spill your guts old man Leave out any secrets, hiding in the Any skeletons, and all your other sins Any skeletons, in the closet Any skeletons, any misfortunes Any skeletons, hiding in the closet Any skeletons, any skeletons in the closet It's insanity, Puppetmaster boy or Nazi Apt pupil, he hears the screams, nightmares turn into wet dreams Hatred lives, boiling inside, dealing death it's bumicide In too deep, their secret stands but it won't keep Tell me a story, will ya, will ya A real good story, I won't leave till ya Spill your guts old man Leave out any secrets, hiding in the Any skeletons, and all your other sins Any skeletons, in the closet Any skeletons, any misfortunes Any skeletons, hiding in the closet Any skeletons, any skeletons in the closet The truth comes out, conspiracy, there is no doubt His life is ruined, but no not yet, he's still got one card in the deck A loaded gun, a happy smile, he'll scope the freeway for a while King of the world, four hundred rounds It took five hours to bring him down, down Tell me a story will ya, will ya A real good story, I won't leave till ya Spill your guts old man Leave out any secrets, hiding in the Any skeletons, and all your other sins Any skeletons, in the closet Any skeletons, any misfortunes Any skeletons, hiding in the closet Any skeletons, any skeletons Look out, any skeletons